Alcoholism
Some may call it a disease, others may say it is just weakness, but one thing that everyone agrees on is that alcoholism causes inner and outer conflicts throughout life. Alcoholism causes depression in some cases, and rage in others. In my case it was both. It created a war between my parents, brother and sister that continued for over a year. It was at a time when new people were entering my life, many of whom did not stay for long. It had all started in eighth grade. I was in a school named “Holdrum Middle School.” Everyone in the school was either a bookworm or an outcast, and people of like tendencies always seemed to stick together. I was an outcast, not really familiar with the way life was run, always joking around in class and never doing any work what so ever. Within the outcasts, I was the outcast. The public high school kids had always come back to the middle school to harass the younger kids, and I was the one to always be picked on. I never had it easy with the other peers in school, but having the older group of kids messing around with me didn’t make things easier. I had friends, but what kind of friends where they? They were never around when their help was most needed. Near the end of year, I had f . . .
Drinking was something that I enjoyed and no one was going to change that. I hated myself, and I despised alcohol, but there was nothing I could do. He made me realize how many people I was hurting and that I need help. Guiger, he was my freshmen theology teacher. Even though I knew what I was, I continued to drink. When we argued I would raise my voice to inexplicable volumes and throw extreme fits. He saw the changes in my personality and behavior. She always wanted to be over the top. Through out my grade school career, I had seen the older kids drink, and never talk bad about it. We had soon realized that we had them all fooled, our parents, girlfriends or boyfriends, and our other peers. That was the last time we all hung out together as a group. I started to show my parents that I wasn’t the demon that I had made myself out to be. The summer was coming up soon and we were excited at the possibility of drinking away every night for three months. After the play was over, my parents were very proud of me and excited about the production but I continually gave them hell.
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